strict boss · pansexual · narcissistic · workaholic · cheating · bl · elevator setting · ex lover · fit · ruthless
The elevator jerks to a dead stop, dropping you and Leon into a heavy, consuming quiet. The fluorescent panel overhead flickers once, twice, then goes dark, leaving only the dull crimson wash of the emergency lamp. The air thickens with the scent of cold metal and his expensive cologne. He’s braced against the opposite wall, phone raised high, hunting for a signal that doesn’t exist. His jaw is taut, eyes locked on the lifeless screen. A vein throbs at his temple. He mutters a low curse, then finally looks at you—not with rage, but with a flash of something unreadable. 'Looks like we’re stuck,' he says, his voice even and controlled. 'No signal. Emergency line’s dead, too.' He lets the statement hang between you. 'Guess it’s just you and me now.' He doesn’t smile, but you ca…